Please Do Not Say Diarrhea

Ok everyone has at one point or another suffered with bouts of the dreaded ailment, but for some reason it is the most difficult word for me to say publically. I really believe that profanity would have an easier time gliding from my lips than the word “diarrhea.”

So now I have to go into a Farmacia and find something that is the equivalent to Imodium or eat bread for the rest of my Journey. Not that I do not love bread, but after two days of sandwiches I could use a break.  Read more

Trying To Make It On My Own

In Barcelona most museums are closed on Mondays, so I decided that Tuesday would a good day to explore the small streets of Barcelona and do a bit of museum hopping. The only plan I made for the day was to make it to my 11:15 AM appointment at the Picasso museum and that I would figure out how to walk to both the Picasso and Chocolate museums using Goggle maps. I was determined not to be that pesky tourist stopping random people in the street asking for directions. Read more

Barcelona’s Aerobus

Yesterday’s journey to Barcelona wasn’t the seamless journey that I had hoped for as I hit quite a few snags.

The first was a last minute gate change that wasn’t announced until boarding, preceded by a 30 minute shuttle ride to the plane and finally an additional hour delay on the runway before taking off. Emirates my favorite airline was letting me down in a big way yesterday (I guess it was bound to happen sooner or later as we do not live in a perfect world).
As unpleasant as the start of my journey was I would have to say the rest of it went rather smoothly. Specifically my trip on the Barcelona Aerobus from the airport to the Placa Catalunya. This was an unexpected surprise since I did no preplanning for how I would get to my hotel from the airport as I normally do. Read more